The woods are lovely,dark and deep … Robert Frost

The jungle safari

A breeze just blew past  my way

 The enslaving essence of an early day

The morning bliss, so cool and gay

 The bounty of the rising Sun

A new way to go on with life

  Enlightened ! It is sheer delight

 A new day  unfolding now

Into the forest  was  the ride

The  jungle core opens  before my eyes

On its own , old and strong, green topped trees waving stood

The trunks jet black ,some were brown  white and grey, creamy smooth

Shining  pearl like, ghost tree appeared  so scary  still in the day

Tall and slender  with appealing smile so as to say ha ha ha

The dead trees lie  decaying   around

Giving back each bit to the land that bore

 Twining trunks into each other  fused

The wilderness  proclaiming  loud!

Amongst animals , trees it was  equally found

The tiger cubs strongly  made

Their  mother's milk, fed and fattened ,  muscular,strong

In strength training they should be first

 Tigress   works towards it best!

Roaming  jungle with cubs as many

A resounding roar, a prowling catch

Showing her might while they watch and learn

 when she grows old, her end is sad 

Fallen teeth ,broken claws makes her  victim in the fight

No old age home, no senior care

 it is jungle life, they are aware

Each creature big or small 

  A perfect ten in the final count

Survival of the fittest, is the test

 Darwins theory is at its best

Termites big mounts says it all.

The creatures co exist in a way they understand

 Knowing better when the predator is around.

The tiger  majestically walks the jungle, nocturnal most times

  a strolling pace, guarding its space

 sleeps through the day whichever way

The muscular Gaur nibbling  leaves ,

Head held high , looks flashy and large

With a rich brown  shine ,

Its shapeless blown out body so cute

Out in the open on its feet

Texture of skin  blending in  dry of leaves

The herd of deer clammering around

The amazing look of  royal stag

With horns like branches spread on head

Its naughty eyes singularly glued to  the Doe

She  delicately  moves around as if unaware!

The wild rabbit Hare went to care for its Jill

The jeep disturbing ! middle of night  how dare!

With its grey  white fur, pricked ears,  the two  hopped away into darkness ,

Catch us if u can silly! We are Jack and Jill!

The male of most species  walked alone

While females are together

Peacock with mate dancing  next  morning found

The peahen helplessly moved round  and round

The rustling leaves, the clarion calls,

the mating dance in this  paradise

A place where they  live life king size,

The sounds of birds, pleasing  ears

Each to its own, life goes on

 Conservation  being   the theme and  is right!

 Human beings learnt to give them space

Our survival as a race depends on it!